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In the dark and dank dungeon, a man lay sprawled on the floor, his hands and feet shackled. His tattered clothes could not conceal the wounds covering his body.,Lan Qingwan! It was with Mu Jihui and that heartless scoundrel who imprisoned himself here!,But his tendon was severed, and he was powerless. With a stumble, he fell down, the shackles clanging.。